Feasting.On.The.Guts.Of.Angels. Grim Salvo (Ft. KAMAARA)

[Intro: Sample]
Sh-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Slo– ho-no-no– Slow
Ha-ba-ba-ba
Hwooooo

[Chorus: Mossback]
You think that I won't
I'm sick of the front, I got no fucking patience, yeah, yeah
She jump down my throat, manage your expectations, yeah, yeah
You're building a roof when you got no foundation, yeah, yeah
Signal the smoke, spare me the altercation, yeah, yeah
I'm sick of the front, I got no fucking patience, yeah, yeah
She jump down my throat, manage your expectations, yeah, yeah
You're building a roof when you got no foundation, yeah, yeah
Signal the smoke, spare me the altercation, yeah, yeah

[Post-Chorus: Mossback]
Been a minute since I really took a minute, yeah, yeah
Been fixated on too many different women, yeah, yeah
I’ve been spinning, avoiding all of my feelings, yeah, yeah
Spilling my guts while I’m staring at the ceiling, yeah, yeah
I've been here too many times
I'm slowly losing my mind

[Verse 1: Sleuth]
Bitch, I'm broke and I got holes in my clothes, but I am not impatient, yeah, yeah
What the fuck I do I want? Think I got hesitations, yeah, yeah
³³ always gonna be spicy, call it capsaicin, yeah, yeah
Under the impression that we're ever gonna stop but you're fucking mistaken, yeah, yeah
You a façade, bitch, you so fraudulent
I can see it on your face, not so confident
Tried to manipulate me and my brothers
Thinking I won't but that bitch needs a buffer
Used to pawn licks, now I'm top of my game
Peeling the skin back from under my face
Got a taste for it, now I just do it for thrills
Tried to bait me, put a shot in his gills
Not mad, I’m the gadfly, no cyanide 'cause the world just gonna keep killing me still
Sleuthy like Socrates, no one's ever gonna be able to say they bought me
Actin' like you not there, but I still care, still stare with a blank face, wondering what the fuck is on the TV
With a Phoebe, tell me take her someplace, 'cause she really wanna to please me
Got them blinders on like Peaky
Oh, oh, oh